Wu Shattered Star River

In a desolate valley, a bare giant tree stood tall. This tree was straight and tall, more than two zhang thick and more than ten zhang high.

This giant tree was very old. The old bark on the outside of the trunk, as well as the bare, lusterless branches, reflected the tree's age.

There was some withered grass in the valley, as well as a small river with a few small fish. There was also a crow on the big tree.

These were the scenes that Jiang Han saw!

What shocked Jiang Han was that he felt countless Dao traces in the valley.

On the dark stones, on the dry ground, in the small stream, on the big tree, in the wind in the valley.

Even the trajectory of the swimming fish seemed to contain mysterious profound meanings, and the crow's occasional cry seemed to contain a soul attack…

This ordinary valley was like a supreme treasure land, containing countless treasures. Jiang Han sensed it casually and found that it contained dozens of kinds of Dao rhythms.

The Dao rhythms here were also incomparably clear, feeling within reach, feeling that one could easily comprehend and master the true meaning…

This desolate valley was like a treasure chest, giving the feeling that you could pick up a treasure with a casual grab.

“Cultivating under the big tree can not only absorb massive amounts of the power of the Great Dao, but the speed of comprehending the Great Dao is also a hundred times faster than usual.”

The rumors of the God Tree do not seem to be groundless. There are so many Dao rhythms in this valley, so clear, and the speed of comprehension must be frighteningly fast.

“Huh… the flow of time here feels hundreds of times slower than outside!”

Jiang Han quickly discovered another situation: the flow of time here was very slow, and the speed of the wind blowing here was very slow.

The speed of the fish swimming back and forth in the small river was also extremely slow, and the crow standing on the branch, it felt like it would take dozens of breaths to flap its wings.

“Comprehend!”

How could Jiang Han miss such a treasure land? He ignored everything else and wholeheartedly captured the Dao rhythms inside, to see if he could comprehend something.

The power of the Great Dao would be absorbed automatically, anyway, Jiang Han didn't need to care about it. At this moment, he had forgotten where he was, forgotten the danger, and wholeheartedly immersed himself in the countless Dao rhythms in the valley.

There were too many Dao rhythms, and there was no way to comprehend them all in three days. Jiang Han sensed them casually and decided to choose one Dao rhythm to concentrate on comprehending.

“Comprehend the soul attack contained in the crow's cry?”

Jiang Han felt that this crow was unusual, and the soul attack contained in its cry should be very powerful.

Jiang Han possessed the Nether Ghost Fire, which was a soul attack. He felt that soul attacks were very perverted. If he could comprehend a soul attack from the crow's cry, it would be perfect.

“Not so good…”

After a while, Jiang Han gave up. The flow of time here was too slow.

It felt like it would take half an incense stick for this crow to make a sound, so the comprehension efficiency was too low. I'm afraid that he wouldn't be able to comprehend anything in three days.

“Or… comprehend the law of time?”

A bold idea surged in Jiang Han's heart. The flow of time in this valley was so slow, and there were traces of the law of time everywhere.

However, this kind of law felt very mysterious, and Jiang Han was not sure that he could comprehend it. If he could comprehend it, then he would definitely be able to evolve a very perverted killing move.

“Try it, don't think too much!”

Jiang Han made up his mind, no longer thinking about it, and wholeheartedly immersed himself in comprehending the Dao rhythm of time in the valley.

“Buzz~”

What Jiang Han didn't know was—

When he saw that desolate valley, the God Tree beside him lit up with a faint white light, and the drooping branches also emitted a faint white light.

Although this white light was weak, because this big tree was on the top of the mountain, people could see it from a long distance.

“Boom boom boom!”

In a big mountain next to Jiang Han, twenty or so Celestial Realm warriors were working hard to attack the black tree and the yellow snake. They saw the light of the God Tree on the mountain where Jiang Han was.

A group of people showed urgency on their faces, and one person roared: “Speed up, the God Tree on the right mountain has been taken first. If we don’t speed up, more and more warriors may come, and the God Tree may be snatched away by then!”

A few people's eyes were slightly red, and a bloodthirsty aura appeared on their bodies, trying their best to suppress the killing intent in their hearts, obviously affected by the purple mist.

A tall young man split out a sword, smashing a yellow snake that shot over, and then took out a pill and swallowed it, before saying: “Everyone wants to speed up, but can they speed up? So many black trees and yellow snakes, and such thick purple mist, you will die here if you are not careful.”

“Stop talking, concentrate on fighting. Remember to swallow the pills, don’t be affected by the purple mist, otherwise we will all die.”

The rest of the people stopped talking nonsense. A group of people formed a triangular formation and moved forward. Once someone was injured or couldn't withstand the purple mist, they would return to the middle to rest.

This group of people was very strong, otherwise it would be impossible to get here, and they still wanted to go to the top of the mountain to the God Tree.

A group of Celestial Realm warriors were fighting bloody battles in the middle, but Jiang Han was leisurely here.

His mind was completely immersed in the desolate valley, and his body was sitting cross-legged under the God Tree.

Stars of light constantly merged into his body. These were pure powers of the Great Dao, actively rushing into Jiang Han's body and being automatically absorbed by him.

The power of the Great Dao here was unusually rich, and the power of the Great Dao here had no attributes and was very pure. Any Celestial Realm warrior could absorb it.

Under normal circumstances, if nothing unexpected happened, cultivating here for three days would absorb more power of the Great Dao than cultivating outside for a year.

Half an hour later, an accident happened!

Suddenly, black mist slowly diffused from outside the God Tree. This black mist was very faint, like wisps of blue smoke scattered around the big tree.

The black mist covered the area where Jiang Han was, and then some black mist slowly seeped into Jiang Han's body.

Whether it was because Jiang Han's mind was completely immersed in the desolate valley, or because this black mist did not cause any harm to Jiang Han's body, Jiang Han did not move at all, as if he did not notice it at all.

The black mist entered Jiang Han's body and turned into black energy, quietly spreading to Jiang Han's whole body, and then quickly disappeared.

Slowly, as time passed, the black mist became thicker and thicker, and more and more black mist poured into Jiang Han's body.

Jiang Han was still as steady as an old monk in meditation, motionless, feeling completely unaware of the existence of this black mist.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a day and a half had passed.

Jiang Han was still sitting cross-legged under the God Tree. At this time, a group of people rushed from the foot of the mountain in the south.

This group of people did not rush to the God Mountains on the left and in the middle, but went straight to the big mountain where Jiang Han was.

Among this group of people, there was a beautiful woman wearing a cyan robe. The woman had a pair of pearl-like pure eyes. It was Mi Xi, the young palace master of the Qingyi Palace Soul Palace.

A group of people arrived at the foot of the mountain, and everyone's eyes were cast on a road up the mountain.

There were many branches scattered on that road, and the yellow grass on the ground was scorched black, as if it had been burned by fire.

“Jiang Han is above!”

Ning Xie showed excitement on his face, but there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Jiang Han was close at hand, but he was a little afraid to go up the mountain. The two battles on Black Shark Island and Wolong Peak made him develop a heart demon towards Jiang Han, instinctively afraid of fighting Jiang Han.

“Go up the mountain!”

Mi Xiong waved her jade hand, and her pearl-like eyes were full of murderous intent.

She and Chunyu Yan did not have sisterly feelings, but if Jiang Han did not die for a day, the Qingyi Palace would be disgraced for a day, and today was the day to wash away the shame of the Qingyi Palace.